To my frozen hometown

Chapter 30

After breakfast, the group set off again.

But De Rosso just sat in the corner, holding his painting.

This painting is an impromptu work created by him, so it was completed very quickly, and most of it was completed in just a few hours in the morning.

However, he always felt that something was missing from this painting.What was missing, De Rosso couldn't figure it out.I just feel that there should be something missing in this painting, which makes the picture always lack some beauty.

Puzzled, he set his sights on Liu Yuan again.

At this time Yanagihara was sitting in the front seat teaching Al how to use a rifle.

This is what the girl asked her to teach her, saying that she wanted to play some role in the future "hunting".

Liu Yuan didn't care much about this, after all, she obviously didn't need any help for "hunting", but since the girl wanted to learn, she didn't mind teaching it either.

"Here, put this here." Standing behind Al, Liu Yuan said while putting the butt of the rifle on her shoulder.

"You're too weak to shoot now, so just practice your posture first."

"Okay." According to Liu Yuan's instructions, the girl nodded slightly stiffly while lying on the side of the car window.

To be honest, she never thought that she would use guns one day, but she didn't want to be a burden to Liu Yuan in the following trips.

So no matter what, she wanted to learn some means of self-protection.

Learning how to shoot a gun is obviously only the first step. It has never been so easy to survive on the ice sheet.

"Kakkaka."

Jester solved the Rubik's Cube again within ten seconds, put it aside casually, looked at Al and said with a smile.

"Little girl, you should be lucky. You have been taught by someone like Yuan from the very beginning. When I was learning to shoot, I almost broke my shoulder because there was no one to guide me."

"Well, Liu Yuan is a good person." Al affirmed Jester's words, and at the same time sent Liu Yuan a good person card very skillfully.

"Speak less, keep quiet when aiming, and make sure that the aiming hole, crosshair and target are in a straight line."

Recommanding the aiming method on one side, Liuyuan leaned over Al's back, supported her hands with both hands, and adjusted the details of her movements.

"Hold your hands more firmly, don't leave a gap, but don't hold them too tightly."

Ai Er felt the palm on the back of his hand, and then realized in a trance that Liu Yuan's hand was really cold.

It was as if there had never been any temperature, like a stone buried in ice and snow.

"Liuyuan." Al said suddenly, lying on the side of the car window.

"Huh?" Liu Yuan rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, confirming her holding the gun.

"Are you really not cold?" This should be the second time the girl asked this question.

It's rare, because few people care whether Liu Yuan is cold or not.

And Liu Yuan's answer was naturally the same.

"It's not cold." She said, and then subconsciously let go of the girl's palm.

"What's wrong, are my hands too cold?"

"No." Unexpectedly, the next moment, the girl grabbed her hand again and said softly.

"It's okay, it's fine..."

Yes, that's good, because this is the only thing Al can catch now.

Even though it was extremely cold, she could still feel a bit of peace of mind when she was holding on to the other party.

This peace of mind comes from her understanding that she is not yet completely alone.

Loneliness can kill a person when she is completely left behind.

Seeing the girl holding his palm, Liu Yuan seemed to have sensed something.

So she gently squeezed the girl's hand until the girl's tight body gradually relaxed.

Only then did she say, "Okay, let's go on."

"Ah."

The girl responded, and aimed her gun at the ice and snow outside the car window again.

In the corner, De Rosso stared at Yanagihara and Al.

But he didn't listen carefully to the conversation between the two, he just looked at the obvious gap between Liu Yuan's chest and Al's back.

"Oh!" Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and exclaimed to himself.

He did think of something, he thought of what was missing in his painting.

Kent, who was sitting by the side, didn't pay attention to the startled teenager.

You know, they are all used to this kind of thing along the way. Artists are all of this kind of virtue.

I saw De Rosso quickly picked up his paintbrush and began to draw on the drawing paper.

After about a minute, the teenager let out a sigh of relief and stopped what he was doing.

He feels that his paintings have been sublimated.

Where is the specific sublimation? In fact, it doesn't matter. He just painted a certain part of Liuyuan a little bit fuller.

Well, just a little.

And definitely not out of personal preference, but for artistic expression.

It's not that De Rosso can't appreciate the beauty of incompleteness, it's just that he is a perfectionist.

What's more, Liu Yuan's shortcomings are too serious.

Everything is for beautiful art, De Rosso remembered what the old painter said to him, and his eyes could not help but become firmer.

But when he looked at Liu Yuan again, his eyes drifted unconsciously.

I always feel that I did something very sorry for Ms. Yuan.

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In the afternoon, snow began to fall on the ice sheet.

It was a snow that came two weeks late, so that the wind and snow were too heavy.

In order to prevent getting lost in the heavy snow, the team temporarily stopped.

Everyone in the carriage sat around together, and the temperature dropped very low. For this reason, Meika specially lit two stoves to prevent anyone from suffering from hypothermia and frostbite.

The stove in the temperature wave mode releases a suitable temperature, so that the situation in the car will not be too bad after all.

But even so, the people sitting around the fire were still tightly wrapped in winter clothes, gloves, scarves, and hats, and even their ears were covered with semi-closed earmuffs.

"It's really cold." Trembling, De Rosso whispered while rubbing his arms.

"The weather on the ice sheet is like this, and you have no other choice but to adapt to it." Jester leaned weakly on the side, spitting out the white mist formed by the cold condensation.

"Let's make something to eat." Kent said, and he was about to take out some jerky from his backpack with his frozen hands.

"I'll do it." Seeing his appearance, Liu Yuan first took the backpack from his arms and skillfully prepared the broth.

"Yuan, your system that is not afraid of the cold is really enviable." Jester smiled wryly, and put down the Rubik's Cube in his hand. Now he is so cold that he can't even turn it.

"Believe me, this is not necessarily a good thing." Liu Yuan shrugged as he tore the jerky.

Maika raised her head and looked at the car window covered with hoarfrost, shook her head and said after a while.

"This snow will last for at least three days."

This is already a relatively optimistic situation. With such a heavy snowfall, it is possible to fall for a week.

"Let's start again when Xue Xue is younger." Kent sighed helplessly.

Al was sitting in Liuyuan's arms. She had stood holding the rifle for a whole morning, and now she had no strength in her hands and feet.

After Liu Yuan tore up the jerky and poured water to boil the broth, he rubbed the girl's shoulders again.

This made the girl's face turn red, but she didn't say much.

It was obvious that the carriage was much quieter, only the sound of the stove boiling water was left.

"It's so boring." Jester complained while sitting in his seat, and glanced at everyone.

"Shall we do something?"

He is a restless character, which both Kent and Micah know.

But for their teammates, they had no choice but to reply.

"What do you want to do?"

"How about a few mantra bets?" Jester put his hands in his sleeves with a smile and asked while sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Truth betting is a post-disaster pastime game, somewhat similar to another everyday game of the pre-disaster era, Truth or Dare.Well, if Liuyuan remembers correctly, it is probably called this name.

It's just that it removed the risk-taking function and turned into a pure truth bet.

According to the rules of the game, the loser must tell the truth in the next question, and if the lie is exposed, he will be punished accordingly.

"Are you having a tea party?" Kent frowned.

"One has to learn to have fun while suffering, right? Anyway, we have nothing to do now."

Jester shivered again from the cold, but he still grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"I have no objection." De Rosso also seemed to think this was very interesting. Putting on his second winter jacket, he tried his best to smile and expressed his opinion.

"I don't care." Mai Ka exhaled a cold breath, took out a pack of firewood from his pocket and said.

"Can I smoke?"

Chai tobacco is a kind of cheap tobacco in the post-disaster era. Although the taste is not very good, it can also be refreshing.

"Together." As the second smoker in the team, Liu Yuan chose to join forces without hesitation.

It has to be said that she is not good at taking care of children, and she has not noticed in her mind whether the smell of cigarettes will affect Al's health.

But considering that she was going to take Al to die in the first place, this kind of problem didn't seem so important.

"Crack." The two smokers sat together and lit their cigarettes.

Facing Jester's expectant gaze, Liu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said with a cigarette between his fingers.

"I have no problem either."

So with more than half of the votes in favor, amidst the smog, this game called mantra wagering began.

With stiff hands and feet, Jester took out two dice from his pocket. As an employee, this guy didn't know what he brought with him when he went out.

I saw him chuckling, raised two dice and said to everyone.

"Then let's start. Because of the number of people, our rule is that the person with the highest points can ask a question to the person with the smallest points, and the person who answers must tell the truth. There is no opinion."

"No." All the voices answered in a patchwork manner.

Obviously, under the current situation, they can't play any too intense games.

"Da, da, da, da..."

Scattered voices sounded one after another.

The results of the first round of throwing came quickly. Jester was the biggest at eleven o'clock, and Yanagihara was the smallest at three o'clock.

So, as an opening, Jester smiled and asked Liuyuan the first question.

"Ask, Yuan, what color underwear are you wearing today."

"..."

The scene was quiet for a moment.

Al's face turned red immediately, De Rosso coughed, Kent's face darkened, and Maika shook his head.

It is undeniable that this problem is a bit too much, but it is not too much, just stuck at a barely acceptable level.

It was like a joke with some color, so no one stopped it.

"Huh." In the carriage, Liuyuan held Al and smoked a cigarette with a calm expression.

After a while, she let out a breath and replied lightly.

"Not wearing."

"Crack!" Jester immediately lowered his head and snapped his fingers, with a look of earning money.

Al blushed even more.

De Rosso dug into his pocket, he wanted to take a sip of medicine first.

(End of this chapter)